The world
was literally crumbling down around him and he was the only one there
to see it. No one else had survived the initial downpour of meteors
that had started it. No one else had been prepared for the sudden
impact, or for the tremors that had resulted and rocked the world for
hours after. No one.

No one,
but him.

He watched
from a distance as another splattering of rocks fell from the sky and
collided with the earth. A wall of fire shot up within seconds and
began to engulf everything it hit. Acrid black smoke began to fill
the air and it wasn't long before the once blue sky melded with the
smoke as it furled upwards in thick spirals and turned to charcoal.

What had
once been a civilisation burnt to the ground right in front of his
eyes.

As the
last of the city before Daniel disappeared, a black wave made its way
towards him. It was remarkably similar to the smoke hanging in the
air, but was somehow different. It was more real.

Reaching
one hand out in front of his face, he touched it. Immediately,
flashes of Jack and Sam and Teal'c flooded his mind. They had died
because of this smoke. The toxicity in the air had filled their lungs
and choked them.

He stifled
a sob and clenched the front of his shirt with one hand. His friends
were dead. The world around him was dying. He would live through
every minute of it; a lone witness to the destruction of all there
was.

A single
tear ran down his face.

There was
nothing he – or anyone else – could do. Not a damn –

"Daniel?"

He felt
something grip him on the shoulders, shaking him roughly.

"Daniel!"

Jack.

His eyes
sprung open and met concerned brown ones – and then blue ones and
another set of brown. Jack. Sam. Teal'c.

They were…

"Daniel,
it's okay," Sam soothed, patting his arm. "It was just a
dream."

The author would like to thank you for your continued support. Your review has been posted.